sleep is for the weak

I am so tired, it's not even funny.
Tired beyond the most tired.

Last night, I slept a grand total of three hours (which were actually broken up by my morning insulin shot to the cat). And I've been running ragged all day, with a billion and one errands I needed to get done.

I hit my second wind probably around 6 or 7 pm and I am really starting to fall apart, as I type. Typing has become quite difficult and I have to backtrack every so often to fix spelling errors.

Debating between a hot bath or just going to bed.
Both sound quite good to me now.

I want a bathtub I can sleep in.